Skye's POV

I'm hidden in the shadows and I can feel my heart beating a tattoo against my ribs.

'It's the adrenalin' I keep telling myself.

There are five secure vault floors in the sublevels of the Kremlin and we aren't sure which floor Ward is going to hit, so we are waiting on all of them. Unfortunately I am stuck with Hunter being his usual annoying self.

It isn't long before we hear a beeping from the door of the vault. I grab Hunter and drag him further into the shadows.

"What? We can take them out as they come through the door!" he hisses at me.

"And get blown to pieces ourselves."

"It'd be worth it."

"Sure it would"

I see Hunters face harden into a straight line at my sarcasm, making a twinge of guilt ripple through my stomach.

"We know Hydra are after the Rose, therefore we need to see what Ward is after in order to get it first."

"Oh, yeah, the mission, yet again is keep Ward alive long enough to escape."

I notice the beeps have stopped and hear the faint creak of the door as it opens.

"Damn, he got through that lock faster than I thought he would."

"Looks like he learned off you too." Hunter whispers in my ear.

That's when I realise I had said my thought out loud. I really must put a filter on my mouth.

I can hear footsteps coming down the hallway. I can hear Wards, quick, confident and strong, but I can also hear another set of footprints, lighter and smoother.

They are coming closer and closer to the hidey hole where Hunter and I are. They get closer and I hold my breath. I know that it won't do much good. If they find me then they find me. They are now so close that I can make out the shapes of Ward and his new head of security.

I really don't like her, but she is totally his type. Tall for a woman, but not too tall to look stupid stood next to Ward. She's slender, yet well defined and moves with a graceful ease that I could never pull off in my dizziest daydreams.

I see them stop. Mya in front and Ward walking into her elbow. I can hear the air escaping his lungs.

"That one!" Mya whispers. Her voice is a lot huskier than I thought it would be, but for some reason it definitely suits her.

I see Ward put his hand on the small of her back and guide her to the door. Door 615.

I watch as he pulls out a small electronic device that Fitz designed to open magnetic locks. It was only a prototype and as such it needed some of my hacker magic to make it work. Clearly Ward knew this and paid attention every time I used it.

This time though, I have a trick up my sleeve. Quite literally. I edge the small handheld remote out of my sleeve and press a button. I know it's working because within seconds I can hear Ward telling the girl they were being hacked.

A gunshot from behind me makes me jump.

Hunter has decided that the mission has been accomplished and it's time for Ward to die.

I watch as the girl pulls out her own gun, aims it in Hunter's direction and fires. I can see she is well trained in handling weapons. I can see that her bullets have Hunter pinned into an alcove so I drop the remote and pull my own gun. Before I have the chance to fire it, Ward has the door open and has stepped over the threshold. He turn, places one hand on the back of her neck and slams the door shut at the same time as pulling her into the room.

"Damn! What did you have to shoot at them for?" I scream at Hunter, running for the door.

Surely Ward must know I could get through it in seconds.

That's when I noticed one of Hunters bullets has destroyed the lock.

I pull my cell out of my pocket and dial the number I have for Fitz.

"I need to rewire an electromagnetic lock that has a bullet in it."

I don't even give him chance to say hello. I spend the next five minutes rewiring the lock under Fitz's careful instruction. Once I have it open, I carefully step into the room, my gun raised and Hunter on my heels.

There is a huge empty frame propped up against the wall opposite the door with a small blood stain in front of it. The rest of the room remains untouched and completely empty of people.

My blood boils. I can't believe we had the bastard penned in and he STILL got away.

I hear alarms start to resonate around me and I look at Hunter in horror. My rage has set off all of the tremor sensors. I really need to get a handle on my gift, but for now I grab Hunters hand and run out of the door and back out of the Kremlin into glorious Russian sunshine.